Maybe the maneuver was indeed a little slick.
But Lu Yuan had always lived by one principle.
It didn't matter whether the cat was black or white.
A cat that caught mice was a good cat.
So it didn't matter whether the maneuver was slick. What mattered was that the result was good.
That was enough.
However, when Lu Yuan truly set foot in the Heavenly Palace—
More precisely, when he stood at the exit of the Teleportation Array in the Heavenly Palace's Outer Urban Area—he was inevitably stunned by the prosperity before him.
Even bustling traffic could not describe it.
After all, that could only be considered the most basic standard.
Among the Nine Emperors, any ruler whose territory lacked bustling traffic would be considered unqualified. In other words, bustling traffic only meant that the population had reached a passing standard. True prosperity could not be seen from the surface alone.
Take the War God Hall, for example.
When Lu Yuan had previously withdrawn from the War God Hall,
he had also seen bustling streets and crowds.
Of course.
The difference was that, among the crowds in the Heavenly Palace's Outer Urban Area, most people wore smiles and seemed to be in good spirits. The overall atmosphere was positive and thriving. During his withdrawal from the War God Hall, however, most people in a similar scene had displayed panic—the panic of being helpless before an approaching catastrophe.
Still, speaking of this, it was necessary to mention the layouts of both sides.
The Heavenly Palace's layout had been described before.
It was like a circle.
Draw a solid circle in the middle, and that was the Heavenly Palace.
Then draw a ring of a different color around that solid circle.
That was the Inner City.
Beyond that was the Outer